First castle and first mistresses. Some butt kicking and a small show of your mega-power, you know, just a tiny little one.

( Narrator P.o.V )

Dark Castle

Throne Room

The castle of Dark Elf Queen Olga has been captured by Black Dogs and their new monster allies. As the victors cheered, Vult believed that it would only be so fair to give someone to monster as plaything. And forth a girl was brought from the dungeon! Olga's loyal subject, Chloe.

However, before the monster could 'party' a sudden noise caught their attention. What? Haha, army of brown minions of course! Whole bunch of brown little creatures was running completely rampant on the courtyard and being a complete ass to mercenaries and other monster alike.

Meanwhile loud footsteps grew closer to the throne room, getting everyone on their toes as they saw door slightly opening and two brown creatures trying to push it open. One of the mercenaries walked over to the door but suddenly... The door opened under the force of powerful kick, sending the merc sailing through the throne room window.

It was the Overlord! The one who's powerful kick smite the merc without even knowing he was there! He stomped into the throne room and was followed by a bunch of brown minions along with his trusty Minion Master, Gnarl. He stood at the entrance and glared throught his evil crown-helmet at the mercenary leader, Vult.

Vult : Who do you think you are?!

Gnarl : Do not bother, Master. Allow me.

The old minion stepped forward and raised his wand / walking stick and all of the minions surrounded the forces in throne room.

Gnarl : This is the Fourth Overlord, (Y/N)! The great Master of all that is Evil!

Vult : Fancy title.

Gnarl : Silence, human! My great Overlord will accept your immidiate surrender and even allow you to serve him if you give up now!

Vult : Gets me thinking if there is anything behind your words, dried potato.

The Overlord did not take kindly to some random lowlife that's not worth even standing in his presence - let alone sitting on a throne - to insult his father figure. He stomped with enough strenght to cause the ground under his foot to crack and for all present in throne room to go up an inch or two in the air.

One of the mercenaries thought it'd be smart to use his stomp as a distraction and attack the Dark-Lord-of-All-That-Is-Evil-And-Cruel and was backhanded... His head did one-eighty and he fell down dead with finger imprints on his cheek.

Most of the present shit their pants at the view of thier comrade dying from a bitchslap and started to rethink their life  decisions. Orcs didn't take too kindly to someone who just possibly can take their new toy away and attacked the Overlord.

The nearest Orc ran at Lord (Y/N) and hit him with his wooden mace... Causing it to just go up in splinters after hitting his plated armor. To send a message across the plated boot of BBG found it's target between Orc's two thighs. The following screech caused all males in the area to grab onto their junks. Orc fell on his knees before coughing up his own balls and dying...

Vult : You're a real monster...

Gnarl : That's what I was saying from the very start! Now kneel, plebeian!

Vult : If you think I'd just up and let you barge in here then you must be fucked in the head! Kin!

Magical shackles appeared on Overlord's wrists and wizard walked out from behind two mercanaries. Now, this is where Vult fucked up. The previously mentioned horde of brown minions went on a complete rampage and started attacking everyone in the room. Vult just called out to Kin.

Wizard was heading towards his leader when suddenly a problem appeared... A problem in form of his own magical shackles locking around his neck and being suddenly flung back, right into Overlord's hands. With a bit of magic manipulation he used the chain and mage like a makeshift yoyo.

Vult knew that he either gets his mage or he's a goner along with him. He quickly jumped from the throne and swung his giant blade, shattering magic shackle as Kin was at the lowest point and earned a faceful of floor before being pulled away by Vult. With a magic command the two disappeared.

Overlord was about to throw a tantrum when a pair of minions ran up to their Master with prize in their hands. Chloe, was staring at all that has happened with wide eyes in disbelief until the battle was done and she suddenly found herself being picked up by strange creatures and now being in front of the Evil Giant with the old minion at his side.

Gnarl : Master, they've brought you quite a present! Knock! Mock! Good job!

Chloe : Release me you savages! I won't go from one human to another!

Gnarl : Human?

All minions broke down crying and laughing except for one who looked at others clearly not understanding what's going on. Chloe didn't share their enthusiasm or sense of humor as she glared at all of them. Gnarl walked over to her and grabbed her by the chin before making her look up at you.

Gnarl : Does our glorious Dark Lord looks like some simple human flith to you?!

Chloe : I wish to be released right now!

With a simple hand gesture from their Master minions broke Chloe's chains, setting her free. She managed to get back on her feet when a chitter of feet filled the throne room as another swarm of brown minions poured in with all assortment of gold and jewels with a certain woman...

She was still handcoffed but now was moving on top of the minion swarm like a flying carpet. They quickly set her down in front of the One Who Rules Evil and clapping happily.

Brown #1 : We found many females!

Brown #2 : She prettiest!

Brown #3 : She has big badongas!

All minions started to laugh, including a small chuckle from Gnarl and joking eye roll from Overlord himself. Olga's face lit up slightly at the comment before being set down. Chloe instantly ran to her Queen and pushed joking minions away.

Olga : Hmph! Who are you?

Gnarl : This is the Great Overlord (Y/N)!

Olga : Overlord...? The last was killed!

Gnarl : Oh, that's true... The death of our leader gave me a nasty rash.

Chloe : We don't need to know that!

Gnarl : This one right here, however, is the child of the Third Overlord! In direct line, mind you, so he's a royalty.

Olga : I am Olga Discordia, Queen of Dark Elves. I'm also ruler of the Nothern part of Eostia. This is my attendant and knight Chloe.

Overlord, however, was too busy staring at the two women. Reason was quite simple. What are those clothes and how are they suppose to protect them? They wear clothes that serve the purpose to excite someone and the Dark Master felt something feral stirring in him just by looking at those strangely dressed women...

Gnarl : Maybe once you were a ruler of this place and land but as you might have already noticed you were captured by some ugly pink skins and you lost all your power over your realm. Now, mind you once again, you are at my Master's mercy.

Olga : What do you want?

Chloe : Mistress don't! I'll sacrefice myself if need arises!

Gnarl : Goodie! As you can see, my Dark Lord, already has faithful minions and just finished conquering his first piece of land! He, however, as Overlord tradition dictates lacks a mistress...

An idea just bloomed inside Olga's head. That is exactly what she needs right now. She might have lost her rule but if she'll become the mistress of non other than Overlord himself, she might influence him into conquering all land - despite it already being his focus - and taking her as a fellow ruler and wife.

Olga : I-

Chloe : I will go in my mistress' place!

Olga : Chloe, silence. I agree to become your mistress but you also have to take my most loyal servant.

Gnarl : See, Master? I told you women would fall for your dark splendor.

Olga : He's not very talkative, is he?

Gnarl : Our Lord doesn't speak for some reason... But onto important matters! Once we'll establish an outpost here and connected this castle to Netherworld Tower properly, You and your new mistresses might take care of important matter! Creating an heir!

Olga took a deep breath. This was expected to happen. He's the most important person for those creatures - an Overlord. His appearent advisor would suggest making an offspring, probably because of what happened to the last one. Chloe didn't take it the best after almost being raped but it sure as hell beats getting gangraped by group of Orcs.

Meanwhile

Castle courtyard

Vult and Kin teleported and both let out a sigh of relief. That is until they looked around, finding themselves in the middle of the courtyard and almost completely surrounded by brown creatures. Vult did a very strategic decision...

Vult : Time for strategic move!

Kin : What?!

Vult : Run away!

And so, the mage and mercenary leader had to run for over an hour in order to run away from army of minions who were swarming after them. With this defeat - and humiliation - Vult and his Black Dogs had to retreat for now and gather forces but they will return...